Aren’t you looking lovely tonight!
Sharp truck! Hopefully those that don’t “get” trucks can at least appreciate this one. Appropriately, I drove the Cougar over, too.
The grill on the Cougar even almost looks fairly aligned!
I went for a quick cruise this evening. This morning, I dropped my son off at a camp he’s in this week, and he wanted to take the Cougar. So I figured before I tucked it back in the garage for the night, I’d enjoy the wonderfully comfortable evening air.
My neighbor a few doors down left his keys in the mailbox today (suburban neighborhood, central mailbox thingy for all houses on this street). So I walked the keys down to his house and asked him about the car in his garage. He was happy to oblige.
Another day, another evening stroll.
Time to break out the pool cruiser!
Driving to the store to grab some ice cream for the fam and these clouds caught my attention.
Creepy dude in my garage!
Scene, two lane road. I’m going up a small incline, and the opposite lane has no shoulder due to construction. That’s when the mid-90s F250 work truck crested the hill in my lane.
I was light on beer, so I took out the Cougar for some errands at lunch today. Also met with a local Tacoma dude to swap a 6 pack of beer for a completely useless part.
The Cougar is parked nearby for marketing purposes. I’ll give it an hour is so for my son and his buddy until I move their stand back to the driveway.
We’re on our third set of cushions. Our Trex deck is warped. Our grass is burnt. I just opened a warranty claim on the windows, hoping that the warping will be cause for replacement. We’re also getting a “magnifying glass” type reflection off the neighbor’s house, it’s warped the hatch on my wife’s Grand Cherokee.…
I’m the youngest of 9 kids. He was a top turret gunner in a B17 in WWII. His crew was the first in the 447th to complete 30 missions over Europe. I wish he was still with us. Top row, 4th from right.
Yes, it’s still morning here.
I bought the Cougar almost three years ago. The previous owner called me today.
Excuse the messy garage. Three years ago today, I brought home the Tacoma. It’s been a solid, if unspectacular three years.
I’m on my way to bro.
My truck is three years old, lives outside, and has 24k on it. While I know the sun is harsh here, I was surprised to see my tires cracking. I noticed this when I gave it a wash yesterday.
I drove this today. I liked it, my son liked it, my wife didn’t. Happy wife, happy life, or whatever. No Challenger for me. I did prefer the automatic to the manual. And I did find it quite comfortable.